Scott sat next to Gabriel just outside of the DWMA. He waved at any pretty girls who walked by or untaken weapons.
Gabriel did pretty much the same thing, Excluding waving at women. Hooking up as a girl is one thing but when you have a terrible reputation as a wizard ( He steadfastly refuses to be called sorcerer. ) it makes it almost impossible. Racisism... He decided, was the only reason he had not gotten a weapon yet. He detested guns, and was looking for something nice and elegant. That he could beat people over the head with. Like a staff or a baton... He thought to himself. He looked pretty handsome, so that would probably help if anyone totally new here didn't get the memo to not make eye contact with him because his soul is purple.
Scott felt ridiculous. He was just waving, sure. But he needed a weapon stat. He had yet to kill a single Kishen egg in all the time that he had been here! He was in his early twenty's and not a teenager like EVERYONE who seemed to attend this school. He had already graduated high school! This was a snore without him having anything to do. He knew what he was looking for. Something fantastically heavy. That he and he alone with his great strength could wield. Like a huge hammer or Axe. The only reason the two were out here was because Gabriel was tired of Scott lounging around the house when he wasn't working for Mach pizza. Gabriel could have sworn it was pizza Co but Scott forgot to mention he was fired for delivering pizzas within the minute they were ordered and charging close to a hundred dollars whenever the customer said " Get it here fast. " So Scott had just been pretending it was named Mach pizza all along. At Mach pizza it was acceptable to do that kind of thing.
So they each wore their plastic smiles but behind that look was Please pair up with us, we need weaponry bad...